All my friends are talking about drugs
saying, "feels like heaven
come feel like us"

All my friends are out drinking us dry
staying up until 7
still on a buzz

I want to taste the honey
spend my money
I feel like it's real
but I can't be sure

Well my nose is runny
ain't it funny
now I'm here
no idea what I'm looking for

They're all losing their minds
behind closed doors
there's plenty to hide

it never ends
and they never know why
they still wake up unsatisfied
we wake up
unsatisfied

but it feels like heaven

come feel like us.

What a tricky thing
the truth

Somehow I have decided
I hate it

To what end
do we believe this?
To where
do we hope it takes us?

Eternity in absence of those we love
and they call it heaven
I found a question
and no one has the answer

Still I ask
and ask
until it sounds more like begging

you sit in the same building
and pretend your beliefs aren't running rogue
I sit with them now
and wonder how they do it.

To God

Be

The

Glory

Forever

Amen.

Who runs this race?
this show we face?
I feel the pressure
of another hands around my flickering heart

I have a mind to jump
I have a mind to jump
without the mind of some
I worry where I'm from

Give me loneliness
I have a mind of lust
Who runs, who runs
Life in the hands
of something other than myself

they pick my words before they escape
grasping for myself
swarms of hands where I sink
I have a mind to leave

Darling Superficial

How you tuck me into bed

Your kiss of death is smiling

From the mantel where you're hiding

And your teeth a running red


Darling Superficial

Your paralysis and swoon

Lifeless and enchanting

Why must you be dancing

To this narcisistic tune?

Paralysis of the heart
The lifeblood of my mind
Behind it pulls apart
To find a pulse in hiding

It had been beneath me
A gentleness to the world
But untangled, untwirled
I fell from the pedistal
Into a tender ocean below

Now I sink beyond the water
Landing deeper than creation
Volumes rise above
To the pedistal I once loved

Others welcome me
And I sit to drink their wine
With every sip I smile
Leaving decadence behind

Count the threads
Waves of stitches on a sea of light
In they reach
out they fall
through the failing of the night

On the other side
Where I wish to be
shines beauty
and the willow tree

Zenith is an understatement
Everything is overrated
Inside outside don't betray it

Nevermind
And never make it

Heaven isn't getting nearer
Envisioned in the rear view mirror
A simple crowd, astounding few

Relax and let
Temptation brew